And through timeless words and priceless pictures / We'll fly like birds not of this earth / And tides they turn and hearts disfigure / But that's no concern when we're wounded together / And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts / But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it
Thursday, July 6
Washed my face with tears last night. Did you ask, did you care? Don't you even understand that I'm longing to see you? Your afterthoughts, your backpedalling just weren't enough to convince me. & it became my fault.